The staff glanced around and finally said meaningfully, without naming names, he said, “The competition is still going on. Why don’t we spend more time on the competition? Don’t forget about today’s main goal. After all, there are only six permanent guest slots in the final round. “It’s better to pay more attention to yourself than to others!”
Yun Qiao looked as if she had just watched a short farce. She had finished enjoying the drama between Su Yuling and Wang Chunhua.
As she sipped the iced peach glue lotus seed soup, she asked Feng Chu softly, “Sister Chu Chu, why did the investors send me to the second round? Didn’t they say before that the investors didn’t like me and that I was too white?”
Feng Chu shrugged. “Who knows? Maybe she figured it out and knew that her thinking was too narrow-minded? Who said that being white meant that she was weak and useless? Didn’t you get first place in the first round today? You must be exhausted.”
